Room 604/605 - Arms Hotel, Saturday Morning

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With nearly half of the pink roses Shiba had sent him destroyed in various experiments, Sherlock was taking a moment to rest and collect his thoughts.

One could only set fire to a rose so much before it grew boring. And no one wanted a bored Sherlock Holmes. Least of all the owners of the hotel. Luckily someone had found a new spot to hide their

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After a bit of walking around the town, Kasei was bored. And a bit hungry.

This meant finding Uncle John because he knew how to make things. Plus, he would spoil her rotten. The twins never did that because they were just dumb servants.

So, after finding the door open and Sherlock inside, sleeping... she wandered past as quiet as could be to find Uncle John.

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"Unless the cleaning staff has been severely downgraded, I don't believe you're supposed to be in here," Sherlock said dryly, not opening his eyes.

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Hey! She was being silent here!

Kasei sulked frowned, arms crossed over her chest. "I'm hungry," she replied, mimicking her father's tone.

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Sherlock cracked an eye open at the odd mix in her accent. Japanese and English. That certainly boded well.

"Find your parents then. I'm sure they're willing to feed their spawn in a place that is not my rooms."